Dating : My Roommate Invited A Hot Girl to Surprise Me in Bed

Hookups, College Encounters

I was a senior in college, and I was seriously done with the cocktease. Lindy didn’t want me, or she wasn’t ready, or…

Didn’t matter.

She had the right to say no. I had the right to figure out we weren’t a good fit. Jason was right. “Dump her, and come back early, dude. I’ll have a surprise waiting.”

It was a surprise, all right. Jason wasn’t around, but a wild friend of his, a brunette named Sheila, was somehow naked on my bed.

“You’re back early,” she said. “Thought you might be.”

My breath caught in my throat. Worse, my dick caught in my briefs. My abortive date went bad before Lindy so much as bothered to rub her hands over the front of my jeans. They say blue balls aren’t real, but tell that to my nuts.

“Look,” I said nervously. “I maybe need to be alone to figure some things out.”

Sheila groped the front of my jeans. “Seems to me you’d figure them out a lot faster with some company.”

“Um, you’re a girl, and maybe you don’t understand, but it’s really hard for a guy when a girl turns up naked on his mattress…”

She smiled. “Oh, I understand just fine. That ice queen of a so-called girlfriend of yours wouldn’t put out on a bet.” And suddenly she was off the bed pushing me against the wall. “Come on, let’s see it. I can tell from the bulge you’ve got a package worth unwrapping.”

Her fingers went flying. The snap got unsnapped. The zipper got unzipped. The waistband of my jeans got yanked down to swim somewhere around my knees. My boxer-briefs went with the jeans.

“Wow,” she said. “That girl of yours doesn’t know what she’s missing.” And then her mouth was gaping like a goldfish so she could aim my swollen peckerhead for the back of her throat.

It was all moving so fast. One minute, I’m the frustrated victim of a cocktease. The next minute, a girl looks like she’s going to eat me whole and call it lunch.

“Wait,” I said. “I’m way too big for you. There’s no way you’ll possibly be able to…”

She slurped noisily. Her throat worked. Already, half my inches were buried inside her stretchable mouth. What was happening here? How could this be real?

And yet it was. My happy dick was slowly being slurped to the max.

My head was spinning with delicious confusion. See, Lindy always told me girls didn’t really like to give head. It hurt their cheeks to stretch like that. All that drool tasted nasty.

The way Sheila’s head bobbled up and down sure looked like enjoyment to me. Maybe the greedy gulping girl was even enjoying herself a little too much.

“Wait!” I put out a hand to gently push her face away. “I’m going to… You have to…”

If you think she backed off to avoid catching a mouthful, think again. What she did instead was she grabbed my ass — and not any gentle, subtle kind of way either. Her fingers sunk like claws into my flesh to keep her face pulled tight over my throbbing dick.

She swallowed hard. In overtime. Making all these crazy smacking noises like she was enjoying it.

Like she was getting off on it.

And then I was getting off on it too.